dm_gsxr
Mon Feb 23rd, 2009, 07:49 AM
Got nabbed this morning :)
Normally I head down Lowell to 7 and eventually to 287 to get to work. While it is a few minutes longer, it's off of the main road so I can enjoy the morning and evening ride. Occasionally when I'm running a little later than usual (I get in at around 7am +/- 5 minutes), I'll head straight to 287 via Dillan.
One of the problems with the main road of course is all the traffic. So when I have the opportunity, I'll scoot into the front and hang out there. This morning was no exception. I was able to get in front and stay in front of traffic without too much trouble (I'm on Rita's Ninja 650R this week; winter rotation).
The other problem is this one short stretch between Lafayette and Erie where, if I'm in the front, I like to take the twisties at a slightly elevated speed :D As I topped out at the light at 7, *woooOOooooo*; check the mirrors, yep, State Traffic Enforcement Cop right behind me.
I remembered some of the comments here and raised my left arm to show I saw him and started moving over to the side. I put the kickstand down, turned off the engine and as he approached, put my helmet on the mirror and took off my gloves.
"Do you know it's 50mph in that section?"
"Yes sir"
"I'll need to see your license, registration, and proof of insurance."
Shoot, I'm on Rita's Ninja and I'm not sure I have it on me. Fumble, fumble. I find 5 or 6 insurance cards, of which 3 of them are expired. All of them are for my bikes as well. "This is my wife's bike and it appears I forgot to grab the paperwork this morning."
"Well, let me see one of your insurance cards and your license. No, that one's expired, ah here's one, thanks."
I put the rest away after checking again to see if I have it.
He comes back, "I'm giving you a warning, you weren't going that fast. 62 in a 50. How's that Ninja on gas mileage? Better than a car?"
"Honestly I don't know. It's my wife's bike. I don't normally ride it but it's up in the winter cycle."
"Ah. On your way to work?"
"Yep, up in Longmont."
"Ok, then be careful."
"Yes sir, thank you sir. Drive safe."
:eek: :eek:
So let's recap. 62 in a 50, no proof of insurance for the bike (I had the others) and no registration.
I'd say it was time for the lottery but I think I'm fresh out of luck this morning.
Carl
Normally I head down Lowell to 7 and eventually to 287 to get to work. While it is a few minutes longer, it's off of the main road so I can enjoy the morning and evening ride. Occasionally when I'm running a little later than usual (I get in at around 7am +/- 5 minutes), I'll head straight to 287 via Dillan.
One of the problems with the main road of course is all the traffic. So when I have the opportunity, I'll scoot into the front and hang out there. This morning was no exception. I was able to get in front and stay in front of traffic without too much trouble (I'm on Rita's Ninja 650R this week; winter rotation).
The other problem is this one short stretch between Lafayette and Erie where, if I'm in the front, I like to take the twisties at a slightly elevated speed :D As I topped out at the light at 7, *woooOOooooo*; check the mirrors, yep, State Traffic Enforcement Cop right behind me.
I remembered some of the comments here and raised my left arm to show I saw him and started moving over to the side. I put the kickstand down, turned off the engine and as he approached, put my helmet on the mirror and took off my gloves.
"Do you know it's 50mph in that section?"
"Yes sir"
"I'll need to see your license, registration, and proof of insurance."
Shoot, I'm on Rita's Ninja and I'm not sure I have it on me. Fumble, fumble. I find 5 or 6 insurance cards, of which 3 of them are expired. All of them are for my bikes as well. "This is my wife's bike and it appears I forgot to grab the paperwork this morning."
"Well, let me see one of your insurance cards and your license. No, that one's expired, ah here's one, thanks."
I put the rest away after checking again to see if I have it.
He comes back, "I'm giving you a warning, you weren't going that fast. 62 in a 50. How's that Ninja on gas mileage? Better than a car?"
"Honestly I don't know. It's my wife's bike. I don't normally ride it but it's up in the winter cycle."
"Ah. On your way to work?"
"Yep, up in Longmont."
"Ok, then be careful."
"Yes sir, thank you sir. Drive safe."
:eek: :eek:
So let's recap. 62 in a 50, no proof of insurance for the bike (I had the others) and no registration.
I'd say it was time for the lottery but I think I'm fresh out of luck this morning.
Carl